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Author: AY WRITES
last update publish date: 2026-08-29 01:48:31

Jennifer’s POV

Sleep was a complete lost cause. I laid awake in bed for 2 grueling hours, staring at the dark ceiling while my mind played back the exact moment Marcus pinned me against the hallway wall earlier.

My skin felt hypersensitive, flushed, and arching for a touch I had completely no right to want. Every time I closed my eyes, my body remembered the heavy press of his weight, the searing heat radiating off his chest, and the dark, hungry look in his eyes right before he backed away.

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  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   38

    Jennifer’s POV"David, no…please, not that one," I blurted out, my voice laced with panic as I stared at the high-definition preview on the monitor. "I’m glaring right at him! It looks... it looks completely hostile.""Hostile?" David echoed with a crisp, dismissive laugh, placing a broad hand on my mother's shoulder. "Not at all, Jennifer. It looks raw. It looks like intensity and passion. It has character.""It looks like I want to tear his throat out," I muttered under my breath, my jaw clenching as Marcus stepped up right behind me, his chest almost brushing my shoulder."I think Dad has excellent taste, stepsister," Marcus purred smoothly into my ear, his tone dripping with mock affection. "It captures our relationship perfectly, don't you think?""This is the one," David declared firmly, tapping his finger against the photographer's screen before I could hurl another protest. "Frame it in gold for the main foyer. I want every guest who enters this house to see it.""David, reall

  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   37

    Jennifer’s POV"I don't want to stand behind Marcus," I blasted, using that as a perfect excuse. I wasn't going to let this work out as perfectly as they expected."You don't get to choose where you stand, Jennifer," David said, his voice dropping into a dangerous, low rumble as he flashed a tight, apologetic smile toward the photographer. "Sit in the chair and smile. We are not wasting this man's time with your childish outbursts.""I'm just saying…" I tried to counter, standing my ground.But my mother quickly stepped forward, cutting me off with a desperate, pleading look."Please, honey," my mom whispered, nervously clutching her hands together. "Just sit down so we can get this over with. Don't make things worse than they already are."Before I could argue with her, Marcus took a slow, deliberate step forward."It's fine, Dad," Marcus chimed in, his tone sickeningly smooth and perfectly measured. "If my stepsister is so uncomfortable standing behind me, I can stand right behind h

  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   36

    Jennifer’s POV"I told you yesterday, Dad, my schedule is completely full," Marcus said, his voice dropping into a hard, unyielding tone as he set his coffee cup down with a sharp clink. "I have two major client meetings in the city tonight. I am not canceling them for a photo shoot.""You will cancel them, or you will reschedule them," David replied smoothly, taking a deliberate sip of his juice without looking up from his paper. "The photographer is booked for seven sharp.""It's non-negotiable," Marcus spat, his dark eyes flashing with rare, genuine irritation as he glared across the table. "We already discussed this.""Tonight?" I chimed in, my voice laced with pure disbelief before Marcus could even fire off his next word. "You're locking me under house arrest, threatening to take my spare keys, and now you expect me to dress up and fake a smile for a camera?""You don't have a choice in the matter, Jennifer," David said, his eyes shifting coldly toward me. "Your opinion on this

  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   35

    Jennifer’s POVI stood frozen in the doorway, staring down the dark, empty hallway where Marcus had vanished just seconds ago. His parting words echoed in my ears like a sinister, relentless loop."You fucked up, Jennifer. And until you realize what you did wrong, I am going to make sure this house is a living hell for you, and that's a promise."I backed into my bedroom, turned the deadbolt with a sharp, metallic click, and pressed my forehead against the cold wood. My knees gave out, and I slid down the back of the door until my hips hit the hard floorboards."What did I do?" I whispered into the quiet darkness, my voice trembling with a mixture of rage and terror. "What crime could I have possibly committed against you, Marcus?"My mind raced through every interaction, every word, every glare we had exchanged over the past month. I had stayed out of his way as much as possible. I had endured his cruel coldness at home. I had swallowed my pride when David brought us under his roof.

  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   thirty four

    Jennifer’s POV"Jennifer, what are you doing to me?"His whisper rasped against the shell of my ear, low and dangerously rough, sending a violent wave of heat straight down my spine.My breath hitched in my throat. I tried to force a cold, scathing response…to demand he get his hands off me, to scream at him for pulling David into my life and turning me into a prisoner under this roof…but my tongue felt completely frozen.His grip on my wrists didn't loosen even a fraction. Instead, he shifted his weight, pressing his thigh flush against mine until the searing heat radiating from his body soaked straight through the fabric of my clothes. The intoxicating scent of rain and expensive sandalwood filled my lungs, making my head spin so fast I couldn't think straight.Every single muscle in my body melted against him. A heavy, agonizing warmth pooled low in my stomach, throbbing with a liquid heat that completely betrayed my anger."Answer me," Marcus growled softly, his thumb sliding up f

  • My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession   thirty three

    Jennifer’s POVThe three words mouthing from Marcus's lips felt like a physical slap across my face."I got you."A cold, nauseating rage flared in my chest as I stared back at him. He stood on the lower step of the grand staircase, looking like a victorious king who had just forced his opponent into a checkmate without ever touching a piece. My mom wouldn't look at me, her head bowed in quiet shame as David continued to grumble about rules, disrespect, and family honor."Go to your room, Jennifer," David commanded, his voice dropping into a stern, unyielding growl as he pointed a heavy finger toward the staircase. "Right now. We will discuss the terms of your restrictions in the morning, but as of tonight, your freedom outside this house is completely revoked.""David, please—" my mother tried to whisper, her fingers trembling as she reached for his sleeve. "Can't we just talk about this when everyone isn't so emotional?""There is nothing left to talk about, Helen!" David snapped, c

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